#explosive potential

[biology-geology-beaches-india]

TSRNOSS, page 369.

[fiendishartist2]

*guy who had no control over his fate voice* it's all my fault

[omegalomania]

we are such a fucking tragedy, you and i

[fandommothlady]

Jason Todd and Jinx are so fun to think about as a pair. Like:

Jason gets kidnapped, beaten, and dies in an explosion. His adoptive father was too late to save him. Powder's adoptive father gets kidnapped, beaten, and dies saving his daughter from an explosion Powder caused. Both Jason and Powder are torn from their families in these instances.

Jason gets taken in by the League of Assassins and forms a bond with Talia al Ghul, a woman whose motivations for helping and training him are muddled and unclear. Jason gets stronger, remakes himself, and emerges on the other side irreversibly changed. Powder gets taken in by Silco, a man whose motivations for helping her are muddled and unclear. Under his care, Powder gets stronger, remakes herself, and emerges on the other side irreversibly changed. Jason becomes Red Hood, and Powder becomes Jinx.

Red Hood is a name taken from the man who killed Jason. Jinx is a name taken from the girl who abandoned Powder. They take their monsters, cut them open, and wear their skin.

Red Hood returns to the father who couldn't save him with an ultimatum - me or him. You kill him or I will. The Jason of before isn't an option, because that Jason is dead. It's me or the Joker. And Batman chooses the Joker.

Jinx drags the sister who left her right back to her and gives her an ultimatum - me or her. You kill her and you can have Powder back. You kill her or I will. And Vi doesn't kill her, and she can't have Powder back, because Powder is dead. Vi doesn't choose. Jinx chooses herself.

And it's fascinating because they're the same but not. Jason is rejected by his family and runs away from them and gets killed; Powder is rejected by her family and runs towards them and gets them killed. Jason comes back to a world that's moved on without him; Powder forces the world to move on without her. Red Hood chases his demons (Batman), and Jinx gets chased by her own (Vi); and in the end, Batman abandons Red Hood, and Jinx abandons Vi.

Vi saw Powder in Jinx. She tried to save her. Jinx wanted her sister back, but Powder is dead, and Vi can never love Jinx. So Jinx leaves Vi behind.

Batman saw Jason in Red Hood. He offered to help. Red Hood wanted his father back, but Jason is dead, and Batman can never love Red Hood. So Batman leaves Red Hood behind.

One is empowered while the other is decidedly not. Like. Guys. I need these two characters to interact. To talk to each other. (Add in some Lazarus Pit madness to bounce off of the shimmer enhancements for extra flavor. They would fuck shit up.)

And a lot of this is playing on perspectives and there's definitely more than what I've just listed here but to summarize: Jinx and Jason parallels go brrr.

[saturniidace]

i purchased the book of bill on vacation and upon going through tsa today it got me flagged for a potential explosive. feels very fitting. like the little bastard planned it as a joke.

[adamnablelittledevil]

Re-watched the loumand fight and man I CAN'T WAIT to snort on Lesmand's word offs filled with sexual tension cocaine

[kerizaret]

You fool. You absolute buffoon

You thought I'd fall for the same trick twice. That I wouldn't expect you to threaten my garden with your petty tricks once more and I wouldn't be ready. That I don't have the power of silliness and drawing inaccurate cartoon physics at my disposal. That I don't have the access to 4 clowns ready to do idiotic stuff 24/7

You absolute imbecile. You are not ready for the circus I hail from

Anyway bonus ^^

[thetimetraveler24]

So in Mark of Athena, the ledge Percy grabs is fifteen feet down. Basically, short of literal divine intervention or one hell of a miracle, there is no way for any of the Seven or Nico to reach Percy and Annabeth to pull them up.

So if we make it to a HoO adaptation, I think it would be wonderfully devastating for the ledge Percy grabs to be just inches away from how far Nico can reach down. Like if Nico just strained a little further, he could reach them. His fingertips are just barely brushing against Percy’s hand that has a death grip on that ledge. But he just can’t seem to reach far enough. And Percy could absolutely reach up with his other hand to grab Nico’s and pull himself up, but that would mean letting go of Annabeth.

And I think that would add more weight to the last moments before they fall. Because Annabeth tells Percy to let her fall and to save himself. It makes more sense for her to say that if Percy’s salvation is within reaching distance. It’s not if he’s fifteen feet down, but it is if Nico’s hand is just inches away. And Percy could choose to get out. He doesn’t have to fall. Only Annabeth does because she can’t escape this. There’s no way to pull her up. But it’s Percy and he loves Annabeth more than anything else in the world, so really, it’s not even a choice. Of course he’s going with her.

But he didn’t have to. And I think that would be utterly gutting for an audience and for the Seven and for Nico.

[basu-shokikita]

Dethentines 2024 Day 5

In the style of a romance novel

So, uh, because I'm not a reader of romantic novels @mirrorshards suggested I use a manga for today which I thought was better for me because I'm infinitely more knowledgeable in that field. That said, she still ended up helping me choose a title...

And like that, have a Skwistok version of the BL Therapy Game. This entry is a little more suggestive than the others, so take that as a warning. It was definitely challenging to adapt this story to these two for a handful of reasons but I think I managed! So, here we go~

Skwisgaar was used to messing around. 

With women, with men, it was all the same to him. None of them really meant anything to him besides temporary fun and a good distraction.

And so, he didn’t think of anything different when this guy Toki walked around, weeping about his girlfriend who dumped him for somebody else. He was drinking his heart away for different reasons, anyway. His best friend and companion, the guitar, didn’t want to hang out with him these days. 

Not that this guy would understand. 

“Ahhh!!” Toki cried into his hands. “Linda, whys…you ams- hic- you ams the love of my lives…”

“T’ere, t’ere…” Pickles patted his back sympathetically while giving his friends a look.

Toki tried to reach for a half-empty bottle of Red Label, but Nathan grabbed it before he did. “I think you’ve drunk enough, buddy.” 

“No ways!” Toki exclaimed, barely able to keep his body straight. “I wants to…I wants to drinks untils I die!”

“He’sch way over the line.” Murderface said with crossed arms and disdain on his face. 

“Ja…” Skwisgaar agreed. “He shouldks probables gets goings.”

His three friends stared at him while Toki kept rambling like a drunkard.

“Whats?” Skwisgaar was confused.

“Well…” Pickles glanced to the side.

“You brought him over to us.” Nathan said, eyelids heavy but still stoic.

“Whats?!”

“Yeah!” Murderface pointed accusingly. “Thisch isch your fault!”

“Are you fuckings-”

“Whats ams you alls talkings abouts?!” Toki cried. “Nothings- hic- matters! Nothings matters but Lindas!” He threw his hands into the air. “Oh, Lindas, why!”

“God damns it…” Skwisgaar pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Lindaaaaaa…”

“‘S okey, Toki.” Pickles rubbed his back. “Skwisgaar will teik you home, right, Skwisgaar?”

“Fucks you.” Skwisgaar whispered to his friend. “Fines!” He slung Toki’s arm around his shoulder and picked him up. “Let’s goes home, cries babies.”

“Have fahn! But not too much fahn!” 

“Yeah, definitely not too much fun.”

“Eschpeschially not too much fun.”

Skwisgaar rolled his eyes as he carried the babbling Toki away. Why did he have to take care of the idiot?!

–

At the end, Toki was so incoherent that Skwisgaar had to drop him at a hotel, because he didn’t remember his address. He was feeling a little sorry for him, though, so he watched over him until he stopped weeping against the pillow. This wasn’t the first time he had looked after a drunk person, anyway. 

“Dids you calms down alreadies?” He asked, when Toki was staring at the ceiling silently. “I wants to goes home, you knows?”

Toki glanced at him, blinking. “Ams you?”

“Heugh?”

“You saids you was sads about de guitars…”

Skwisgaar was surprised Toki had remembered it in his state, but he shrugged it off. “Pfft, dat ams a differents kinds of lonelies nest.”

A grin spread across Toki’s face as he dragged Skwisgaar closer with his legs.

“W-Whats?” Skwisgaar asked in confusion, only now realizing how strong Toki was.

“Lonelies nest ams still lonelies.” He said before wrapping his arms around Skwisgaar. “Soes you gets a hugs.” His hand patted the back of Skwisgaar’s head.

“Eugh, lets goes…” Skwisgaar grumbled though he didn’t actually move away. “We amsn’t even friends…”

“We ams friends nows…” Toki squeezed him by the waist, his lips brushing with Skwisgaar’s ear dangerously. “Rights?” He whispered.

Surprised, Skwisgaar pulled away. Toki’s expression had abruptly changed, from friendly and innocent to dark and suggestive.

“Heys…” He cupped Skwisgaar’s face sweetly. “It ams fines to wants to be spoileds, you knows?”

What…?

In slow motion, Toki’s eyelids fell shut and his face began to grow closer. It’s not like Skwisgaar wasn’t used to being hit on by strangers constantly…

Wasn’t he straight though?

“You ams too drunks…” He tried to resist but Toki’s grip on him didn’t relent. Reluctantly, Skwisgaar let their lips meet and it was like a surgeon of electricity spread inside his entire body, shocking him.

Bewitched, Skwisgaar wrapped his arms around Toki’s neck, giving into it. He had never experienced such enticing tenderness before and he was swiftly growing addicted to it. Toki’s hands, lips, eyes on him…

Even if he had wanted to pull away, he wouldn’t have been able to. 

He never wanted Toki to let him go now.

–

“Sorries…” Toki apologized the morning after. “I acts stupids sometimes when Is drunks…I don’ts remembers anythings…”

Skwisgaar was baffled. Seriously? The one time sex felt meaningful for him, the other party didn’t even remember it? 

What kind of sick joke was that?

He cleared his throat. “I sees…” He said, unclasping his black leather choker from his neck. “You was pretties wasteds last nights soes…”

“Ja…” Toki seemed genuinely apologetic. “I never learns…”

“It amsnt your faults.” Skwisgaar gently grabbed him by the wrists and Toki looked up. “You gots brokeneds hearts.”

Toki’s eyes had a glimmer of hope. “Soes your forgives-”

“Hows ever.” Skwisgaar interrupted him, blue eyes piercing into blue. “Ams not letting last nights turns into nothingks.” With one smooth movement, he straddled Toki’s naked torso. 

“W-Whats?” Toki’s eyes widened.

“You don’ts remembers?” Skwisgaar leaned towards him. “Dat ams fine. Alls makes you remembers…” He began undoing the button of Toki’s pants. 

“Waits a minutes-”

“Nice and slows…” Skwisgaar continued, his fingers trailing along the zipper.

“I-I don’t wants to!” The panic was beginning to show in Toki’s face.

Skwisgaar smirked. “So you gets to takes advantages of someones and then refuse to acks knowledge? Dat amsn’t nice.”

“Dat’s not-” When Skwisgaar was about to shove a hand inside, he yelled. “Stops!”

It took a few seconds for Skwisgaar to figure he had fallen out of the bed and that the flashing pain on his stomach was from being kicked by Toki’s feet. 

“Eugh…what ams you a monsters…” He groaned, doubling over.

Toki rolled to his side and stood up, a look of disappointment in his face. “Ams you always likes dis?” His breathing was visibly hitched. “Always being doings whats you wants? Beings spoileds?”

Skwisgaar squinted. “Whats?”

With barely any effort, Toki untied the choker from his wrists and threw it on the bed. “I thoughts we coulds be pals, but you ams a jerks.” He grabbed his clothes and walked towards the door before turning back. “And you ams gonna be all alones your holes lives!” The door was slammed behind him.

Stunned, Skwisgaar sat up. Did that crybaby runt just walk out on him?

–

“Fuckings dildos! Who ams he? What ams he- What de fucks!” Skwisgaar slammed his glass against the counter. “I hates him!”

“Dood, Skwisgaar, he was a guy mournin’ his girlfriend. Why did you even lay your hands on him?” Pickles took a sip of his bottle. “We told ya naht to have too much fahn with him.”

“I didn’ts-”

“Yeah, Skwisgaar, he was obviously straight.” Nathan added. “You gotta raise your standards, dude.”

“I wasn’ts-”

“Not everyone isch gay, Schkwisgaar.” Murderface said. “You schould remember that, I mean, you’re friensch with me and I’m not gay. I love ladiesch and titsch.” 

They all went silent.

“Anyways, I didn’t starts anythingks, okeis?” Skwisgaar said. “He ams de ones whats jumps at my arms and has his ways wif mes. Ams innocents dis times.”

“This time…” Pickles rolled his eyes. “How many times have ye been tha one on tha other side of this cahnundrum, huh?”

“Yeah, why are you suddenly mad about this? You’re always breaking people’s hearts.”

“Eugh…”

“You’re a fucking schlut isch what you are!”

Skwisgaar buried his head in his arms. This was the opposite from being encouraging, they were just dogpiling on him. 

“Just forget about tha dood. You’ll find someone new in no tahm. In fact, by tonight, even.” After a moment, Pickles added. “Guess there’s really people even Skwisgaar can’t seduce, huh.”

“He went too far.” Nathan agreed.

“Too smug.” Pickles continued.

“Too arrogant!” Murderface finished.

“Alrights, you know whats?” Skwisgaar sat straight, suddenly determined. “Dats it, alls does it!”

The other three stared at him like he was insane. “Do whet?” Pickles asked.

“Ams gonna makes dat stupid straights guys falls for me.” He raised his glass, smirking. “And dens alls breaks his hearts. Dat will teaches hims, nobody messes with Skwisgaar.”

While Nathan and Murderface shook his head in disapproval, Pickles snuck a hand inside his packet. “Well, I wasn’t gonna tell ye but if ye’re so hellbent on acting stoopid…” When he pulled out his hand, there was some sort of card on it. “He dropped this yesterday, mind givin’ it beck?”

Skwisgaar grabbed the card and inspected it closely, smiling when he recognized the item. It was Toki’s ID. 

Perfect.

[gay-artificer]

I draw Artificer's eyes orange cause its Fucking Awesome but it is a HC of mine that the "infection" of garbage waste microbes into her system discolored basically anything water-based in her system and gave it an orange tint. Her eyes/spit/even the goo on her tail is all discolored this bright orange because at this point basically her entire biological system is mixed with caustic microbes. When I draw past arti I usually try and keep it a lighter yellow/white... (Also my justification for why she can blast jump because slugcats have skin patches in their tail which are normally used to produce a slime used for personal grooming, akin to how waterbirds have an oil gland on their tail; and shes learned to basically jolt the muscles on her tail to trigger the explosive effect on command.)

[waytooinvested]

Kara suddenly deciding to come out to the world bothered me so much, despite the fact that in many ways it IS a logical conclusion for her. She spends her life wrestling with the conflict of trying to balance these two sides of herself, never being allowed to just be honest about who she is, and also with the fear of what the world at large finding out will do to the people she loves. That is a massive weight on her shoulders, so of course it makes sense that laying that down and moving forwards as her full self could be part of her happy ending.

HOWEVER.

We have seen repeatedly that her fears around coming out are NOT unfounded. We get shown timelines in which she reveals herself and the people she loves pay for it. And that never really gets resolved before they leap straight to 'and now she comes out and it's all good and happy, weeeee!' while we (I) get left with the uncomfortable niggle of 'okay... and then what?'

Not to mention the fact that while she isn't the only one anymore, Supergirl is still THE big hero of National City, and coming out will thrust Kara into a spotlight that I really don't think she's prepared for. As soon as she's out she won't be able to just take off the cape and relax at the end of the day. She'll be a celebrity. A MASSIVE one. Constantly watched, observed, critiqued, plastered all over the tabloids at every turn. Everyone will want a piece of her. That's a lot even for people like Lena who have basically been raised to it, but Kara? Kara has been raised to hide. And I know hiding is not serving her anymore, but that is a HELL of cliff to jump over, and once it's done, there's no going back.

But all of that could have had a softer, more comfortable landing if they had kind of… laid the groundwork a bit more first?

There are inklings of it already in place - growing up for Esme and her peers is going to be a very different experience to the one Kara had with no need for power dampeners. The world is becoming a kinder place to aliens. If they had taken a bit more time to weave in more of that in the run up to the finale (yes I know, they were kind of busy with the totems and the imps and the, ah... giant cats), it might have changed the reception to Kara coming out.

What if other superheroes started popping up all over the city (the country, the world) so that powered people using their skills for good became just... part of the fabric of society? If there were Super training schools where you could go to learn to harness your gifts and join fire fighters or paramedics or search and rescue teams, and work with humans and make their shared home a better, safer place instead of being held apart from them? Where there are Superhero accreditations and ethical codes and a clear directive for how it's dealt with for when a Super goes rogue that minimizes harm to them and others (because that IS a consideration, and needs to be) without the answer being to lock them away without trial in a secret DEO prison forever.

If they wait for (and work for, and BUILD) that world, Supergirl is no longer particularly remarkable. She's (almost) the first, but she's no longer the only. She is much less in demand. No longer held in such awe and/or terror. She'd still be famous sure, but watered way the hell down, as the danger would be too, because it wouldn't just be her and her little ragtag bunch of vigilantes anymore. She'd still have people with a personal grudge against her (or her family) to deal with, but for the most part it would hardly be worth targeting her specifically, because there's this whole collective of Supers now, and taking down Supergirl isn't going to help your nefarious plan that much in the long run.

AND it would mean she might actually have time to make a go of being editor in chief, because the pressure would be off. She can still do her superhero thing, but she doesn't have to answer every call. There is a citywide network to fall back on, and chances are pretty good that if she is in an important meeting (or y'know, an important makeout session with a beautiful dark haired witch/scientist, because yes I WILL make every post about Supercorp. Every post IS about supercorp. There is no version of a happy ending that does not involve these two admitting they are hopelessly in love and flying off into the sunset together), then someone else will be there. She can't always be their saviour. She doesn't have to be. She gets to live her own life now.

[johndorymeows]

i just think that he needs a hug and billy bob would 1000% give him one <3

[signurture]

i actually feel physically nauseous at the thought of Jinx being dead. I refuse to believe it. I am trusting all the theories of her escaping. Jinx forever, we miss you. Go be happy 💙

[lightfromandromeda]

begging nuwho for some interesting and compelling companions and not just late teens/early twenties modern girl HOLY FUCK

nuwho only enjoyers did u know the tardis crew used to consist of at least ONE non modern human companion.

there have been companions from different planets, different time periods, even different universes.

theres 3 or 4 audios of mary shelley traveling with the dr!! (FUCK U THE HAUNTING OF VILLA DIODATI)

instead we get the same rehash of charming, a bit awkward at times, occasionally witty, and weirded out by the unusual and out of ordinary but only shows it with dead pan sarcastic humor IM SO SICK AND TIRED OF IT

[matt-lifesage]

you know the new season of doctor who is off to a great start when an episode i thought was pretty good comes out, only for fans to proclaim it's singlehandedly killed the franchise, then a week later an episode I'm more lukewarm about has saved all television lol

[filthytheodeckerkinnie]

shoutout to martin blackwood for being incredibly cunning and very smart but also the dumbest fucker alive